isaac.

human & former hunter | 23 | slave.

[isaacmatthcws]

drkwclf​:

Oh, now that hadn’t been smart. Yes, he’d been purposely ruffling up the hunter’s feathers but he thought the other would have been smart enough to realize what was the right thing to do in the situation and what was the wrong thing. Apparently not. He stood a few steps back now, a small slowly stretching as he shook his head. “Yeah, now that wasn’t real smart of you, was it?” It wasn’t a real question. With no hesitance, he was back in front of Isaac and effortlessly pushed the other back into the wall behind him. Leander followed the movement, one hand against the wall, body against Isaac’s to keep him trapped and his other hand at the man’s neck. “I see you haven’t learned your place yet, still have some of that fighting urge inside of you.” Leander leaned his head down, lips trailing across Isaac’s cheek and to his ear. “Might be smart to learn that lesson.”

that was a rhetorical question and he knew it so there was no point in replying smartly. he’s already fucked up because of his anger getting the best of him, and he hadn’t even made it worth while. he shoved the wolf like some teenager ready to brawl another teenage boy in the cafeteria at highschool. what a waste of disobedience. isaac hadn’t moved when the older man was in front of him again, and wasted no time at all in shoving him back roughly into the wall. at contact the breath left his lungs, and he grunted lowly. “that’s what i’m talking about,” isaac chuckled, still trying to talk and make it seem like he was still in control like he wanted leander to act back--and boy did he deliver. the hand around his throat, body pressed against his keeping him pinned there trapped against the others slender, yet muscular physique. “can’t let myself be a mindless toy they want me to be. can you blame me?” isaac asked quietly, staring the other down until the other ducked his head down, dragging his lips from his cheek to his ear. wolves could smell arousal and leander would smell his. he was a complete mess and he knew it. “yeah? are you gonna teach me? i’d like to see you try.” 

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samxarrowwood​:

“Fuck.” Sam practically growled, his nail-beds aching at the mere thought. Without another word, he followed behind the other hunter. Where the hell were they going to find pliers? “Y’know, I’m kind of glad there’s another hunter here. Though I’m sorry it has to be you…What’s your name?” Hopefully this series of rather gruesome events would have them fast friends. 

“Alright…” They were already ripping each other’s nails off, they might as well ride the roller coaster of death together while they were at it. “But how the hell are we suppose to stay on? Thoughts and prayers?” Sam looked back down at his list quickly as he followed after the other. One task was more awful than the next.

“you’re sorry?” he was...sorry? that was odd. what was there to be sorry for? “there’s nothing to be sorry for. i dug my own grave and ended up here because of the things i’ve done. much like you probably. we aren’t good guys.” isaac said plainly. he knew his wrongs, and whether he was saying he was doing it for the better good or not...either way it was still murder and isaac wasn’t blind to that. “isaac. you?” isaac was still moving, eyes shifting right to left looking for something they could use. 

“my guess is that they enchanted it. we won’t actually die. if they didn’t their whole slave population would be dead from suicidal slaves looking for an escape and happily taking the chance to do these crazy tasks. give us some pain and suffering is their end game with this event.” it was pretty well thought out in his opinion. 

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drkwclf​:

Leander held his tongue in point out that humans weren’t innocent either. He felt like he didn’t need to directly point that out considering the other was a prime example. With a quick hit against the counter, Leander popped off the cap to the beer and tossed it into the trash can before he took a long sip from the better. “You are alive, that’s for certain. A lot prettier when you aren’t trying to fight me against your better judgement,” Leander teased. Another sip before he set the beer back down on the counter and walked over to Isaac, very close in front of him. “I feel like this better suits you. Guess fate worked out in the end for you, hm?

“gee, thanks.” isaac seemed unmoved or bothered when leander called him pretty. sure he wasn’t as good looking as other slaves, but he knew he certainly probably wasn’t bad looking if everyone had been taking him out to beat on him a few times. or take him for a spin. when the wolf got up in his personal space though...that didn’t sit well with the human. it made him feel small, powerless. knowing there wasn’t much he could do without his supplies and weapons within the city walls. “you think me being a slave suits me? why don’t you fuck off old man and get out of my face.” isaac practically snarled out, hands shoving the man back and away from him with as much force as he could muster. “you think this suits me because i’m not trapped.”

[junlicais]

Fact of the matter is… you are just a pretty face. 

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drkwclf​:

“You dig your own grave when you hunt supernaturals,” Leander pointed out. Especially considering most of them tended to hold grudges in his experience. He most certainly did. “Ain’t like we don’t have friends, family, and a life to live. Sure, we aren’t all rainbows and sunshine but I’m willing to bet a number of us killed were innocent.” He’d heard stories of it time and time ago. Those who were in the wrong place at the wrong time, targeted just because they’re a supernatural. “do you actually know what a good time even is?” Lea asked as he walked down the remaining of the wooden path to get to his front door. He pushed it open and made his way inside. The dock house was definitely comfortable and live-in, the homey feeling of a well worn house. Leander pulled off his work boots to set them to the side before he made his way further inside toward the kitchen to grab himself a beer from the fridge. “If I’m being entirely honest, I’m not sure what I planned on doing with you today. Part of me just wanted to see if you were actually still alive.”

“yeah, trust me i know. i’ve already come to that conclusion all on my own. thanks for the insight though.” but hearing those exact words come from someone else’s mouth irked him. he truly did pick a awful path to take in life. he wasn’t innocent he had a choice, and he chose the wrong one. he chose to use his hands to kill. “i’m sure but a good chunk of you all weren’t innocent. not that i’m saying some innocents weren’t caught up in the wrong place at the wrong time...because i’m sure they were.” isaac explained, but offered no hint of remorse or any sort of emotion whatsoever. “the only time i feel good ever is when i sleep with someone, so yeah, i do.” it was really the only time he felt anything or let himself for that matter. aside from when he was dabbling in music. singing to himself, playing guitar...otherwise he was pretty numb. the hunter followed after the wolf, taking in the others home and design choices as he pulled off his boots. “so you wasted your money to see if i was okay? i’m flattered you care.” isaac was sure that wasn’t the case though. “sadly though yeah i’m very alive.” living in his own personal hell. 

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drkwclf​:

Leander’s eyes narrowed before he rolled them. Of course. He should have expected an attitude on this one. “First of all, I ain’t that fucking old. Second of all, I heard tale of a particular hunter that graced our island while I was away and after some digging found out it was you. Figured a nice little hello was in order.” Reaching down, he picked up the tool box and moved to put it into the shed not too far away, closing up the door. “Now, we’re going to go inside and you’re not going to cause any trouble, right? I ain’t in the mood today but I’m more than happy to put you right in your place if you want to have a second go.”

“you don’t have to lie it’s okay. we all get old some day.” isaac was honestly just attempting to get under the others skin. because that’s all he could do anymore. talk. he couldn’t fight, and he knew that by now after being there a few long months. “i’ve got a lot of enemies here, huh?” he questioned thoughtfully, a soft sigh escaping him. this was just total bullshit, but he knew he dug this grave for himself and he had no one else to blame. he wasn’t unaware of the pain and grief he has caused so many people. or the lives he tallied up over the past few years. “sure,” isaac watched leander carefully, a sour expression pulling at his features at the comment. “careful, don’t promise me a good time you might get me excited.” his response was in a flat tone and he wasn’t overly amused. isaac typically wouldn’t give a hard time anymore unless he was trying to prove something, or wanted them to hurt him. “lead the way,”

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racnella​:

This carnival was far too much. Raenella had said so when the planning commenced, but when they mentioned her crystal being a part of this game – well she was none too happy. Sure, the chaos was entertaining and her coven had enjoyed watching the little creatures run around, but the thought of someone getting their hands on one of her most prized possessions, even if only temporarily, had the High Priestess on edge. Many had looked at her, but she’s expected that – gone out of her way to encourage it, but just as she’d figured, there were none truly brave enough to reach for the necklace.

At least, not until this boy. It was Frigga’s snarl that caught her attention, both familiars positioning themselves between Raenella and the intruder. Her gaze was torn from the roller coaster, the screams of those brave enough to ride without a belt filling the air. “Do you think this wise, boy?” Bright eyes scanned the form of the hunter, though her expression remained flat, giving nothing of her emotions away.

isaac knew it wasn’t the wisest thing to try and get this task completed considering the woman who wore it was one of the strongest around. there was a reason she had the title of the high priestess. but he always was a daredevil, and not the brightest. the human figured he was already sentenced to a death sentence anyways by being sent here so why not? he’d be respected among his peers for pulling off something so risky, or even failing and having attempted it when everyone else was so scared to.  “probably not,” isaac admitted with a small shrug, not yet moving closer to the white haired woman. “but then again nothing about this event is wise on the slaves part. it’ll all have consequences one way or another, no?” that was the game. the luck of the draw, the game of chance, the danger... “i need that crystal. by the looks of it no one has succeeded or even attempted.”

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drkwclf​:

With a huff, Leander pushed hard up on the window before it finally came free from its home with a soft noise of protest. The salt in the air had made the windows of his home stuck, but this was the last one he’d needed to deal with. Next time he really needed to find someone to babysit his house. Who wouldn’t enjoy sitting on the oceanside and waking up to that kind of view every day? Dumb people, that’s who.

Lea dropped the flat-head he’d been using into the tool box at the same time he’d heard the sound of footsteps coming down the wooden path along the grass toward his front door. Ah, finally. He used his foot to shut the toolbox lid and set his hands on his hips after as he turned to face the guards. “Thank you gentlemen, I do appreciate you making an exception and conducting this delivery.” He’d paid extra for it, after all. This time, he faced Isaac. “Looks like we get to meet again, hm?” @isaacmatthcws​

“my past really just has been showing up to haunt me lately, huh? you’re not dead yet? figured you would have croaked by now considering you’re ancient.” isaac didn’t actually know how old the other was, but it was more of a jab at the fact his hair was graying which was a sign of older age. isaac pressed his lips into a thin line and inhaled deeply through his nose as the guards released his arms, and proceeded to walk away after they were thanked. “what the hell do you . want me for? i find it strange you even knew i was here when there’s so many other slaves to pick from. still thinking about me then huh?” he questioned, seeming to be studying the other. “guess i should be flattered you remembered me.” his fails always were memorable. 

[hilarioushumorfromouterspace]

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samxarrowwood​:

As fucked up at the morbid task list was, Sam knew he had a pretty good chance of winning. Unlike some of the other slaves h’ed met, he wasn’t afraid of pain. Pain was something he was raised on, something he had been taught to embrace as a part of life. Physical pain was temporary and time would heal all wounds. Though, he wasn’t exactly looking forward to taking off a nail, he knew it needed to be done if he wanted to win. “I can’t believe I’m actually saying this,” Sam said disgusted. “But do you need a…human fingernail?”

@isaacmatthcws​ 

ah, a fellow hunter, he thought after spotting the same brand he had on the other. isaac snorted at the question the other asked, and glanced over his list of tasks again before pursing his lips. “actually, yes. and i assume they mean the whole damn thing so we need to find some pliers or something to rip it off.” he hums idly, nodding his head for the other to follow him. “i also need to ride a ride without a safety belt if you wanna tag along for the ride so i can get these simple tasks out of the way before my more grueling ones.”

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blvvdwxtch​:

“On how I’m feeling when all this is done.” Leo shrugged like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He really didn’t have time to entertain the boy’s twenty questions, nor did he care to. At the question, Leo turned his nose up in disgust, shaking his head. “No. That is not what I brought you here for.” He waved off the notion as he opened the door to his hope with a flick of his wrist allowing them both inside. He slept with slaves, but Leo had standards and favourites and he didn’t need a whore for the night he needed a servant. “If any guests try and instruct you to whore for them tonight you will politely decline and then tell me. I’m not paying for another master to fuck the help, they want that they can fork out their own cash for a slave.” Leo instructed before he looked at the boy. “Go shower in there. Clothes will be left for you once you are done. You’d better be spotless.” He instructed as he sat to take the weight off his leg. 

of course it did. isaac said nothing else in response to that since he was sure he had no control over it at all, and continuing to ask about it would likely annoy the master and surely influence him to give the guard a bad rating in the end. “right,” he answered shortly. a lot of masters usually did just rent them for a quick fuck or a beating and that was the end of that. this was the first time he’s been asked to come serve people drinks at a party. “yes sir,” this was the first thing the other said that he was actually happy about which made him respond respectfully for the first time. he was more than happy to turn one of the assholes down and tattle on them. isaac really hadn’t been paying attention to looking around the man’s home, but nodded softly when he was left outside of the bathroom and didn’t hesitate in stripping once inside, and getting in. he wanted to savor it a little while because it felt heavenly and it was very rare anything made him feel good. but he was out in ten minutes since he knew taking his time wouldn’t be appreciated. once dry he looked around to spot the clothes so he could get dressed. “after the party will i be staying with you for the night or going back to the cells?”

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glennlyonn​:

“I wasn’t always a beautiful specimen of a wolf. I used to be a pathetic little human like you. Unfortunately, my parents didn’t think my transformation was okay so got a bunch of people from our town to kill me,” he stated, making sure to sigh dramatically at the end. “My definition of fun? Depends on my mood. Sex is fun, but so is disfiguring people.”

“oh so your barely suppressed crazy traits come from them?” isaac didn’t blame them entirely though. werewolves hope for pristine offspring, and the master before him just hadn’t been living up to their expectations. “you know i hunted and shit but i never thought it was fun. it was just something to do to make my parents happy with me.” since they hated him for being strange. “over the years though it became more of doing it to keep people safe i guess.”

[sethkate]

J Cody + The Killing (3.01)

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blvvdwxtch​:

“Yes, I am rather.” Leo quipped over his shoulder, not waiting for the boy. Despite his cane and injured leg, Leo still carried himself with such authority and poise. At the question of whether he would give a favourable report the witch shrugged. “That really depends.” He answered plainly. He would by no means sing the boy’s praise if he at all irritated Leo or if he so much as made one slip up the entire night. But then even if he was practically perfect, Leo might decide he just wasn’t in the mood to be particularly generous. He led them out of the building to where a car was waiting for Leo to take him back to his rather spectacular townhouse. It was obvious to anyone who knew the witch or who just looked at him that he was a man of aesthetics, that taste and elegance meant a great deal to him. 

seeing the man walk with the cane made him have a very strong desire to kick it out of the man’s hand to see if he’d fall to the floor. but the hunter suppressed the urge and continued to walk with him. “depends on what?” isaac wasn’t in the mood to be used and fucked over by the end of this all like most other masters have done to him because of his previous job. they thought it was amusing that he laid there in chains -- the guards made it perfectly clear good behavior was the only thing that got them removed to give him some semblance of freedom in the cell he was trapped in. “you sure you don’t want me just to get you off and call it a night?” now that he was mulling it over he wasn’t sure he wanted to serve rich supernaturals all night and be a outlet for their abuse when he couldn’t do anything back to them. 

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glennlyonn​:

Glenn was tempted to make the other cower. “Isn’t it though? I made sure their parts were scattered throughout town. You really shouldn’t try killing your werewolf son. I can’t say they made very smart decisions,” he tsked. “On that note, it seems you don’t want to make very smart decisions either. You see, we could have had fun, but it feels like you just want to bleed.”

“what was their reasoning for trying to kill you?” isaac had a guess. it had to do with that the other seemed completely insane. and that was based off of the few short minutes they’ve been talking. “what’re you talking about? dry humor at inappropriate times is my thing.” isaac deadpanned, lips pursing as he stared the other down. “what’s your definition of fun anyways? i can play along and humor you for the evening or whatever if you promise to give the guards a good report.”

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glennlyonn​:

His claws extended, as did his fangs – making him more threatening than before. “I killed my father. His voice no longer exists in my head and I’m happier for it,” he chirped. He clearly held no remorse for what he’d done. And really, it was self defense in that one instance. “Sorry, sweetie. I’m not interested in little ladies for my red riding hoods. Guess you’re stuck with me. Such a shame, isn’t it?”

what was he supposed to do after that little display? cower? please. isaac stood there completely unbothered, “what a moving story.” isaac replied flatly. though he felt a bit jealous. he was sick of hearing his old man’s voice. it wasn’t a voice of reason it was a darkness motivator in him. “man what a shame...and how lucky for me to have captured your attention.” literally, what were the odds? was every other male in the cell block rented or something? “let’s just cut to the chase. what do you want?”

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blvvdwxtch​

“Easy enough.” Leo repeated with a slow smile. It remained to be seen if this boy could actually follow some very simple rules or if he’d turn into a problem later on. When he rose his wrists and demanded the chains be removed, Leo tutted, waving one slender, ring adorned finger at the boy. “I don’t have to do anything darling and you need to learn that quickly.” He corrected before with a snap of his fingers the shackles removed themselves although the cuffs remained attached to the hunter’s wrists. He would grant him the use of his hands so as to do his tasks but would by no means give him any sense of freedom. “Keep up.”

“cute.” isaac huffed softly when the chains detached and fell to the floor, but the cuffs remained. a noticeable weight that would constantly remind him he was still bound to his place. this was most definitely karma coming after him for being an awful excuse of a human being. isaac was silent as he walked with the man and studied the way they took to wherever this man’s meaningless party was going to be. he had no intentions of trying to run or fight, but if someone threatened him he had no problem fleeing the scene or pounding someone’s face in a couple of times. “you’ll give me a good report to the guards if there’s no issues, correct?” otherwise what was the point of standing there stupidly and serving rich assholes?